The landscape lay beleaguered, drunk on the sun’s rays and summer heat.  She was beginning to blush and mature in the ripened light of August’s sun, and there was a palpable shift in the air. The winds of change are upon us as our attention begins to turn from…

The landscape lay beleaguered, drunk on the sun’s rays and summer heat.  She was beginning to blush and mature in the ripened light of August’s sun, and there was a palpable shift in the air. The winds of change are upon us as our attention begins to turn from Summer…

The landscape lay beleaguered, drunk on the sun’s rays and summer heat.  She was beginning to blush and mature in the ripened light of August’s sun, and there was a palpable shift in the air. The winds of change are upon us as our attention begins to turn from Summer…

The landscape lay reeling and depleted, drunk on the sun’s rays and summer heat.  She was beginning to show her age in the harsh light of the August sun, and there was a palpable shift in the air. The winds of change are upon us as our attention begins to…

The landscape lay reeling and depleted, drunk on the sun’s rays and summer heat.  She was beginning to show her age in the harsh light of the August sun, and there was a palpable shift in the air. The winds of change are upon us as our attention begins to…

The landscape lay reeling and depleted, drunk on the sun’s rays and summer heat.  She was beginning to show her age in the harsh light of the August sun, and there was a palpable shift in the air. The winds of change are upon us as our attention begins to…

  The winds of change are in the air, almost palpable, as our attention begins to shift from Summer and its carefree nature to the more frenetic, frenzied schedule of Fall.  Some may say, we use this time to prepare for the long winter months ahead, much like our squirrel friends…

    Hastening through the prairie, rustling and rattling the tall grasses like a predator stalking her pray, Autumn slinks forward, lying in wait.  She will soon pounce and make herself known.   The official start of Autumn is merely a stone’s throw away, and it is a busy time in our…

The Goldenrod’s gilded sprays burst forth like a sparkler, igniting the garden, while the Aster’s fresh foliage breathed life into the lethargic landscape.  Finches returned to feed on the seeds of spent Coneflowers as the squirrels raced to fill their winter caches.   September’s intentions, thus far, seem questionable and her alliances less…

The air had yet to be polluted and remained fairly clear and buoyant up until today.   Soon the crushing heft of humidity would contaminate the atmosphere, leaving us in a haze of scorching torridness and malaise, wilted and soulless.  I hate Summer. The sad thing is, it’s not even Summer yet.  We have exactly…

  The winds of change are in the air, almost palpable, as our attention begins to shift from Summer and its carefree nature to the more frenetic, frenzied schedule of Fall.  Some may say, we use this time to prepare for the long winter months ahead, much like our squirrel friends…